The next morning, Jiang Anyi left Funing County and rushed to Mr. Fan’s home in Jinshui Village, Fuyang County. The sound of chickens and dogs was still there, and the pastoral scenery still existed. He jumped off his horse from afar. Jiang Anyi led the horse to Mr. Fan’s door. The big locust trees were as paved as a cover. Brother Fan, who was in the gate back then, was far away in the capital. I wonder who would open the door now.

Knocking at the door knocker, footsteps sounded, and the door opened, inside was an elder in his fifties. His face looked a bit similar to Brother Fan. Jiang Anyi remembered that Master Fan had three sons, Master Fan was the youngest. I don’t know if he was the eldest or second brother. These two brothers were both officials in other places and had never seen him.

With a bow, Jiang Anyi reported to the door: "In Xiajiang Anyi, he is a student of Master's Teacher. I'm here to pay a visit to the sir."

"You are An Yi?" the elder cried out in surprise, looked up and down, and said, "My father often said that he gave birth to countless people, and the most proud of An Yi is, hurry up and enter the house, oh, by the way, I'm called Fan Shixian, your senior brother." Fan Yanzhong's third son, Fan Shixian, Fan Shixian, Fan Shi student, Fan Shiben.

"An Yi has met Senior Brother." Jiang Anyi bowed and said, "Can Mr. Fan be at home?"

"The old man went fishing by the pond, so I'll ask him to call him."

Jiang Anyi smiled and remembered the scene of fishing by Yunshui Pond. Mr. Fan was so angry that he threw the fishing rod into the pond when he couldn't catch the fish. The look of his beard and stared at him was so angry that he felt funny when he remembered it. Fan Zhichang and Fan Qianli, two children who followed Mr. Fan, had grown up and grew up. Fan Zhichang became the son-in-law in high school. He heard from Fan Shiben that Fan Qianli married a scholarly family in the same county. Her husband's surname was Qiao. He was a young juren. How could he not make people laugh like a passing day and the sun and moon were like shuttles.

"Senior brother, I'd better go there myself. I know where the teacher is. It's still early. Maybe I can catch two fish and come back. The teacher's fishing skills are not very good."

There was still a distance from Yunshui Pond. Jiang Anyi saw Mr. Fan’s head full of white hair in the wind. He had not seen him for seven years since he left Huangyang Academy. Jiang Anyi was delighted to find that Mr. Fan’s hair was all white, with red and energetic face. He sat on a bamboo chair and hummed a little tune, free and easy.

He trotted forward, tidied up his clothes and saluted respectfully and said, "Jiang Anyi greets Master Fan."

"An Yi, why are you here?" Fan Yanzhong threw the fishing rod in surprise and stood up. He grabbed him up and down and muttered, "I have left my short beard and look a lot more mature. The stubborn boy back then has grown into an adult, okay, okay, okay."

"Is my mentor in good health?"

"Okay, very good. I can walk back and forth in the city with a stick. My body is stronger than before. I guess I have practiced the method of meditation and nourishing qi taught by Taoist Zhiming. Now I am not blurred, my legs and feet are neat."

As he said that, Fan Yanzhong waved his hands and feet and said proudly: "Old man Zhao fought with me all day long. Now he has to take two steps to catch his breath. Watching me eat, drink, and swallow saliva, and piss off him to death. Hahaha."

When Fan Yanzhong went to Huangyang Academy, he stayed in Fuluo County for a few days and met Zhiming Zhenren. The two had a good chat. After learning that Fan Yanzhong was Jiang Anyi's teacher, Zhiming Zhenren taught him the part of Mingyu's heart meditation and nourishing qi. Fan Yanzhong took half an hour every night to rest, and he was indeed light and healthy.

As for the old man Zhao that Fan Yanzhong mentioned, he was the old man Jiang Anyi met when he came to Jinshui Village for the first time, and he even compensated him dozens of times.

Wendou Miao Qian. This old man Zhao is a chess friend of Fan Yan, a wise man in the secluded mountains and forests. He once taught Jiang Anyi's chess skills. Jiang Anyi remembers that he is one year older than Mr. Fan, and should be 75 years old. Jiang Anyi was very happy to learn that Mr. Zhao is still alive.

Looking into Fan Yanzhong's fish basket, there were two or three small fish with three fingers wide. Fan Yanzhong laughed self-deprecatingly: "This fish always goes against me. If you don't want to be unfair, come and try it."

Half an hour later, three big fish about feet long entered the fish basket. Jiang Anyi carried the fishing rod and followed Fan Yanzhong with the fish basket. The two went home with a chat and laughed. Mr. Fan took the fish basket first and felt heavy, and smiled and said, "My father had a good harvest today. It seems that the fish also knew there were guests at home. I asked Chef Zhang to make a braised fish for Anyi to taste."

"Cook Zhang's craftsmanship is not as good as An Yi. I haven't eaten the dishes made by An Yi for many years. Since I'm here, let An Yi cook. Master first, go and call Old Man Zhao and let this old boy taste the skills of my disciple." Fan Yan turned his face to Jiang Anyi and said, "An Yi, the dishes are softer, Old Man Zhao's teeth are almost gone, so he can't be compared to being a teacher, hahaha."

Mr. Fan said in a little embarrassedly: "Father, An Yiyuan is a guest, so how can he let the guest cook?"

Jiang Anyi smiled and said, "The Master said: If you have wine and food, the teacher will eat, and if you have something to do, your disciples will accept his work. Being able to fulfill his filial piety to the teacher is Anyi's blessing."

"You can teach me." Fan Yan rolled his beard and smiled with relief.

In the evening, Jiang Anyi cleared the meridians in his body for Mr. Fan. He felt that his qi and blood were full of vitality, as if he was a middle-aged man. After he let go of Mr. Fan's wrist, Jiang Anyi praised him: "Mr. Fan's body can kill tigers when he goes up the mountain. When Mr. Fan's 80th birthday, Anyi will bring his whole family to celebrate his birthday. At that time, he will cook for his bowl of longevity noodles for his husband and congratulate him on his longevity."

Hearing that he was healthy, Fan Yanzhong smiled happily: "Life is rare in seventy years. I am seventy-four years old this year. This life is mainly about teaching and educating people. It is considered to be a slight achievement. Four generations live together and children and grandchildren are competing for their own strength. There are no regrets in this life."

Jiang Anyi said: "Sir is the hope of the scholar. "Yunshuitan Talk" is valued by scholars all over the world, so why not leave more words for future generations?"

Fan Yanzhong was a little moved and said, "I have been walking in some places over the past seven or eight years, but I have some feelings. I have also remembered some things on weekdays and prepared to leave them to my descendants. What An Yi suggested made me feel moved. If God gave me another three or two years, I could indeed compile this book."

"It is not difficult for my teacher to live to a hundred years old." Jiang Anyi smiled and said, "I talked to my senior brother and found that my senior brother is knowledgeable and well-versed in the classics and history. It is a pity that Mr. Fan might as well compile this book with his senior brother. This book will definitely become a classic work of Shilin. After the book is completed, students will be engraved and printed and given to the Tianxia Academy, academic institutions and scholars in the world. The names of Mr. Fan and his senior brother will definitely be recorded in history and will be passed down to future generations."

Fan Yanzhong is famous all over the world and is known as a contemporary master. His great name is included in history books, but Fan Shixian is very likely to be the most popular. Fan Shixian passed the imperial examination at the age of 27 and has been in the officialdom for 30 years. However, he became the sixth-rank county magistrate of the county and now he is at home and is inseparable from his career. Fan Yanzhong knew that his eldest son was talented, and his three sons were the most talented among his three sons. His writings and writings were both chosen for a while. In the imperial examination, he won the position of Chuanlu for "Qingyun Bao Ri Fu". It was all because of his straightforward nature and offended many people, which led to Fan Shixian's career being unsmooth.

, after careful consideration, I was sorry for my eldest son. Now I have the opportunity to raise my eldest son to become famous in the Shilin, so Fan Yanzhong naturally would not refuse.

"Then I'll make up for it. I know you have money, so I'll leave the engravings to you." Fan Yan raised the teacup happily and said, "I'll give tea instead of wine."

The yard of the Fan family is very large, and the master and apprentice sit under the grass pavilion and drink tea on the moon. The cool river breeze of the beautiful water swept by, blowing the white hair in Fan Yan and blowing Jiang Anyi's black hair. The two important figures in the Shilin chat casually, the scenery and food to the Shilin figures. Finally, under the intentional guidance of Jiang Anyi, the topic finally came to the officialdom.

"Master Fan, when the student went to Beijing to become an official this time, he felt frightened whenever he thought that the officialdom in Beijing was unfathomable. I wonder what Master Fan taught me?"

Fan Yanzhong glanced at Jiang Anyi and sneered: "Although I have been an official in Beijing for more than ten years, my method of becoming an official is probably far inferior to you. Back then, I was attacked by my colleagues and finally kicked out of Beijing by the emperor. If you ask me to teach you, it would be too early."

Seeing Mr. Fan’s beard and glaring at him, Jiang Anyi knew that the teacher was still worried about what happened back then. He deserved to be scolded if he didn’t open any pot. He quickly poured tea for Mr. Fan and said with a smile: “Mr. Fan, you are always high-minded and clear about things. He just disdained to do things that cater to the emperor and everyone. The emperor mentioned it to students several times. Mr. Fan said that he was impatient, and he was quick but not steady in doing things, and he was prone to making mistakes. He was very correct, but the young man couldn’t listen to it at the time. Now he remembered your words from Mr. Fan.”

Fan Yanzhong looked depressed. He had served as a lecturer in the palace. Shi Fangzhen, who was the crown prince, had read books with him. He knew the emperor very well. When the emperor first ascended the throne, he intended to eliminate the accumulated corruption. He wrote a memorial saying that urgent reform would make people's livelihood difficult. He asked the emperor to be ruthless and endured. He slowly tried to do so. As a result, he angered the emperor and fined his salary. In the end, he had to retire when he was sixty years old in the sixth year of Fengle. To be fair, the emperor was not wrong in reinforcing and eliminating the accumulated corruption. Moreover, over the years, Yu Zhijie, Duan Cizong, Jiang Anyi and others were selected to suppress the aristocratic families and recommended the combination of taxes. He obtained the effect of tax growth, the country was strong, and the people benefiting. Looking back, his memorial was too straightforward, which made the emperor unable to come to Taiwan. If you look at it carefully, there were also mistakes.

He snorted coldly, Fan Yan said in an instant: "Stop flattering. I was so angry that I could not accommodate anything in my eyes. Don't imitate me."

After drinking a sip of tea, Fan Yan recalled: "I can barely do academic research, but I am not as bad as an official, far inferior to you."

Jiang Anyi smiled bitterly and said, "My teacher is too humble." He wanted to comfort him, but he couldn't say it. The atmosphere became quiet in the grass pavilion and the atmosphere was a little awkward.

Fan Yanzhong suddenly chanted in a singing voice: "Don't listen to the sound of leaves hitting through the forest, why not sing and walk slowly. Bamboo sticks and straw shoes are lighter than horses, who is afraid? A raincoat and rain will last forever..."

It was Jiang Anyi who used the storm that he had done in the past to chant from Master Fan, who was open-minded and detached, and was free from dust.

"The chilly spring breeze sobers up, and the hills are slightly cold, but they are shining on the hills. Looking back, when you are in a bleak place, you will never be windy or rainy when you go back." Jiang Anyi said with a harmonious voice, his clan voice and clear voice combined with a special charm, with open-mindedness, open-mindedness, calmness, and perseverance.
Chapter completed!